Finding You

That massive eruption seems to have captured the world's attention.

It took a whole month for the treasure-hunting craze to subside, and the town railroads quietly resumed traffic.

On the platform of the station, a young man sat upright on a bench, with a singular air of peculiar attraction.

The passing pedestrians inadvertently glanced at the other party's pitch-black pupils and found that there was still a slightly dark red vaguely carried so that after a glance, one could not help but turn back and look again, filled with an indescribable sense of strangeness.

It was a very obvious Fae trait, and perhaps it would only subside once this magic potion was digested.

[Magic Potion Residue: 10,000/10,000]

"Well, Legendary Magic Pills are challenging..."

Eleazar, who had disappeared for a month, was quietly playing with a holy crystal in his hand.

He had snuck out of the volcano back when those people were still picking up diamonds in the mountains and then suffered for days before going to church to replenish his holy light, and finally privy to a holy crystal.

"Well, go back and find some more quests to claim the Holy Crystal."

Silently planning his intentions, he suddenly raised his head and glanced faintly across the room.

In a flash of transcendental fluctuation, a dozen passengers stood on the opposite platform waiting for their train.

A young redhead with his back to the track, as if he was looking at a poster on the wall, cursed:

"Big loss, didn't even need to borrow Flame Etching to track it, the target had very obvious Fae characteristics, conspicuous as hell!"

"Have you been discovered?"

"I don't know!!!"

"The other side is walking out of the station now..."

"Follow it!"

The red-haired youth glanced back and realized that there was indeed no longer any figure of the target on the opposite side.

And the reports from his companions kept coming in over the comm crystal.

"The target walked out of the station."

"He took off heading out of town, in a very specific direction,"

"It seems we have indeed been discovered."

"The other party's Transcendent Senses are very sharp, so then it seems that our sneak attack might not work."

"Whatever, Firewolf didn't you just see what the target looked like, get ready! I'm going to unleash the Curse of Doom on you!"

The red-haired young man who walked out of the station, stopped in his tracks at once, emptying his head of everything, fully in recalling the scene he had just seen.

The dark-haired young man sitting on the bench on the platform, his dark red eyes somewhat lost in thought.

When the strange feeling in his body disappeared, Firewolf breathed a sigh of relief.

"The curse transferred over!"

Eleazar, walking down the street, suddenly felt a weight on his shoulders, as if he was burdened with something.

"Curse?"

He stopped in his tracks and looked back with an expressionless face at the few pedestrians behind him who had suddenly fled.

A few more curses rang out over the comm crystal, "No, his senses are too sharp to get close enough for a sneak attack!"

"It doesn't make sense, the information given by the employer was that the opponent has strong spell resistance and armor, and the power might be impressive as well, but there was no mention of the target having high perception."

"Let's wait for now, when he gets to the right place we'll simply do it together."

...

Eleazar walked quietly down the street with his pockets in.

The breeze blew gently, and a scrap of newspaper on the side of the road was lifted by the wind and covered his calf.

He stomped his feet a few times without shaking it off, so he had to bend down and reach for it with his hands.

And just then, he saw the shadows on the ground zoom in.

A huge tin water tank, falling from the roof of a building several meters high, covered the man who happened to be bending over.

"THUD!!!"

The sudden accident and loud noise made the pedestrians on the side of the road freeze for a long time before they lost their voice and shouted:

"Something's wrong!!!"

Soon several townspeople gathered around and struggled to push the tin water tank, which still held several tons of water, out of the way.

It was then seen that a very peaceful body lay in a large man-sized pit in the ground.

Instead of being crushed into plasma by the water tank, the man crushed a human-shaped depression in the hard verdant pavement, and it was too late to ponder what principle this was, as people rushed to check the other party's injuries.

One of the townspeople crouched down in fear and probed the other's breath with his hand.

"Trouble, it seems like tourists..."

"So what to do! We've only just turned this place into a tourist town and there's a murder..."

Listening to the murmurs of those townspeople, a few Transcendents in the alleyway looked at each other.

"That's it?"

"Is this the character worth three copies of Legendary Material? It doesn't look great."

"It's a little surreal..."

The caster poked his head out and calculated the force of the crate's fall. "That height, and the weight of that tank that only a dozen adults could lift, that's the equivalent of being stomped on by a behemoth, and no one could resist a hit like that if we didn't use our powers, right?"

"I'll see..."

A bold stalker, fading away, felt his way toward the center of the accident.

After a long time, he informed the communication crystal, "I can't hear the other side's heartbeat."

"It does seem to be stoned."

"But the employer's request was to bring the target back, intact or mutilated, dead or alive."

"Hurry up then, move the body before the acolyte notices."

This time it was two more Transcendents who walked over and separated the townspeople, disguised as doctors ready to take the body away.

But they were already thinking about how to divide the spoils when purple light suddenly erupted from the crowd.

"Save..."

An abrupt cry of alarm was followed by an unreadable stump passing through their eyepieces.

In the center of that circle of staring townspeople, that human-shaped pit was no longer there, and at the same time, the two doctors who had just disappeared...

"Fooled!!!"

"The target flew out of town with Ice Fist and Shadow!"

"Go after them!"

"Also, the spellcaster is out of touch..."

"Don't mind him, that man is cowardly and afraid of death, he should be gone!"

"But the target's strength..."

"What are you afraid of, there are so many of us, even legends can fight, think of all the legend fodder!"

Seven pairs of somewhat hesitant feet soon encouraged to be firm again, ran towards the outside of the town.

...

With a Transcendent in a vice-like grip, Eleazar made a few leaps across the roof, then glided down like a rock toward the woods on the outskirts of the city.

"Ka-ching!"

Just as his feet hit the ground, a trapper clamped down snapping his paws into place.

Taking advantage of the time when the target looked down to check, Ice Fist and Shadow, who had been incredibly quiet along the way, suddenly unleashed their abilities at the same time and broke free of the clamp.

Eleazar stomped his foot to shatter a trap put there by who knows who and looked up as a bluish fist swung hard in front of him.

He takes the punch without moving.

Then another dagger stabbed from the back of the heart, piercing through the tunic, the poison-coated tip touching the skin before the transcendental weapon simply crumbled away.

The two men looked at their target in shock.

Eleazar wiped ice shavings from his face and said faintly:

"What's the point of being a slayer when you don't have the strength to hit people."